Chapter 1117: World Medical Association Competition

"What? I've been up for three days straight working to make this happen, and some son of a bitch dares to sabotage me behind my back? Are they fucking looking to die!?"

From the earpiece, Elder Qing's angry curses could be heard.

"Hold on a moment!" Jiang Chen whispered a gentle reminder and opened up the group chat on his phone, softly asking, "President Lin, who from the Flame Dragon Group contacted you?"

"That person claimed to be the son of the Flame Dragon Group's Head of the Northern Region, Li Juncheng!" Lin Bingrui hastily replied.

Jiang Chen nodded, switched back to the call screen, and softly called out, "It's the Flame Dragon Group's Head of the Northern Region, Li Juncheng."

"Li Juncheng?!"

A surprised voice came from Elder Qing through the earpiece, "It's him? How could it be him? I understand now, Young Jiang, this is a bit complicated. Don't push too hard for now; I'll communicate with them. Wait for my call."

"Okay!" Jiang Chen frowned slightly and nodded.